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Author Name: FreeMoonStar 8 Comments
Date Added: October 24, 2010 23:10:31 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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splendor in the grass
Days grow shorter,
Nights become longer
And in the minds eye they leave behind sweet memories.

I follow their path to the vastness waiting
Tucked deep inside for days of need
Ahh the dreams we so shared
You and I.

Under the large oak tree we sat
Tales of our lives taking hold for each other to grasp
We believed, became, then joined
Together for in our hearts we knew
Love was the answer
The power to bring forth us two.

Now the darkness brings starlight
New memories for us to share
The tree we sat under
We know, shall always be waiting there.

And we see summer has passed
With months swiftly speeding by
August, September, oh the passion
She recalls with a gentle sigh.

Now October has come about
And with it the knowledge of change
From the very leaves they sat under
To the open sun beating its rays.

Yet we fear not
For each one is for ours to behold
Dreams of passing memories
Of the stories we told.

Yes, splendor in the grass,
We sat and dreamed
Our treasured thoughts
Now singing with the turning leaves.

Then slowly we watch, as they fall and scatter
Like droplets of rain, they send forth their call
With beautiful hues of color
That looks upon us all.

The coming of October
Like a breeze soft and true
I hold to my heart
Just as my memories of you.

For splendor in the grass
Is what we both shared
Loved and promised
As the new months neared.

A moment
A dream
A treasure of delight
Once again under the suns rays
We shall capture that sight.

Splendor in the grass
Our very own memories in flight.
Author's Notes:
I so love the fall. The season changing, nature's beauty, the feel of the wind.. Such wonderful beauty it holds..
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Comment By: FreeMujtaba H Zaidi on March 21, 2011 02:55:58 AM Report
O so sweet, so delicate, impressive, contemplating and tender my dear Moonie!
Comment By: FreeAndrew on October 28, 2010 12:49:42 PM Report
fall is naturally a time of reflection, and as always you've done a masterful job capturing the magic of the time.  wonderful, as always
Comment By: FreeTanya Harrison on October 25, 2010 05:17:18 PM Report
Beautiful memories Moonie.  Heavenly moments to remember. Lucky girl!
Comment By: FreeRobert on October 25, 2010 10:06:17 AM Report
I said it before Moonie this poem reminds me of one of youir best The one written about Sunseehray and Robert in their autumn years

 You may be able to equal that particular poem now and in the future but IMHO you will have a hard time surpassing it.

Comment By: Freee. Gene Myers on October 25, 2010 08:19:37 AM Report
Such a beautiful and tender way of comparing the changing colors of autumn to the changing colors of our lives as we grow older.  Much like autumn colors the change in yearly life, so does nature change the colors of our beings. 
The tree we sat under
We know,
shall always be waiting there.
When my great uncle was a child, he and his father planted an oak tree outside their house.  As the tree grew it started damaging the foundation of the house and finally, when my great uncle was well into his years, the tree had to come down for fear of falling on the house.  The tree had to go and within two years my uncle died also.  I have always believed that the tree's death brought on his own
Beautiful poem
Comment By: FreeHenry M. on October 25, 2010 08:19:26 AM Report
Fall to me is the most picturesque season of all. It has so many colors to it and it just gives off a feeling of warmth to the soul. Nice poem Moonie. Hugs,   Henry
Comment By: FreeMaples on October 25, 2010 08:02:03 AM Report
Such a beautiful poem and a beautiful topic. Fall is by far my most favorite season it brings a new beginning to everything in life as leaves fall and we watch as the scene changes. Loved it. :)



Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on October 25, 2010 07:02:04 AM Report
Very very beautiful poem I have missed your gift for writing..
Autumn is here...
.Coolness touches my face.. ...
and fresh air in my stale lungs....


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